The moment Tan You left, Chen Jiao felt an emptiness beside her. But one look at Assistant Director Liu Fu's dark expression made Chen Jiao pull herself together. 'I'm going to be a great actress, so I can't let anyone look down on me!'
After leaving the film set, a plain-looking man handed a large bag to Zhanng Ping. Zhanng Ping quickly found a car, and when he pushed open the door, he saw a man with fox-like eyes sitting inside.
The man was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old. His eyes were long and narrow, with the corners tilted upwards. He didn't look like a gangster, but more like a scholar, the kind who teaches and nurtures students.
Seeing Zhanng Ping get in the car, the man raised a slight eyebrow. "Got it? What took you so long?"
Zhanng Ping nodded and bowed obsequiously. "Yes, Brother Yuan, I got it. Chen Jiao only arrived on set at noon, and her scene was just now, so I only just managed to get it."
